started off seemingly normal.
till i stepped out and waited.
i'd recognize it as a colour-blindness test.
coloured dots with glitter i'd say.
but still i took another step of agony and wilfulness.
why and whatever for?


then came the outpour of rainforest bells.
fresh, streamed, caught, fell.
called out into the dead of silence.
trees rustled, light barely glimmered.
i surrendered and retreated.
to the comfort and privacy of my quarters.
i'll admit defeat this time.
yea so much for saying "thats damn weak".


thats just me.
i'm strong-willed, determined and unyielding.
whether its a good thing or not.
thats left to perception.
so baby.
you gotta have the right stuff to handle me.


anyhow.
i'm missing you while you're away.


girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
silver white winters that melt into spring
these are a few of my favourite things.

perfection at 2:47 PM